The three men who were still alive not long ago turned into corpses in a blink of an eye, swining under the wooden pedestal by their necks and motionless like dried salted fish. To ensure that they were dead, the law enforcement officers waited for a long time before untying the noose around their necks. The corpses were then collected.
The drunk sheriff climbed down from the wooden platform slowly after carrying out his social calling; and so, the crowd dispersed. As they returned home, they chatted about what had just taken place, especially what the one-armed man said at the end. His unsettling last words had put many on edge, and they started to worry significantly about their own safety. Preoccupied, the new oriental man in town wasn't the cause for concern at the moment.
